"What's this?!"
The middle-aged man in military uniform searched Duanmu Feng from top to bottom and found nothing. However, he finally found a bulge on his back, which is most easily ignored. He frowned and said Just touch it on your body.
But as soon as the middle-aged man made a move, Duan Mufeng ducked sideways.
Seeing Duan Mufeng's reaction, the middle-aged man immediately heightened his vigilance, looked directly at Duan Mufeng with cold eyes, and instantly entered a fighting state!
The scene in front of him made Dong Jianguo, who was standing aside, a little at a loss. Because Duan Mufeng had been following him, he did not notice anything unusual on Duan Mufeng's back.
At the same time, the female bodyguard also narrowed her eyes, stood sideways, and blocked the door of the office.
"Don't be so nervous, it's just a knife."
Duanmu Feng smiled and said lightly.
Hearing Duan Mufeng's answer, Dong Jianguo on the side was dumbfounded and could no longer calm down.
"When the head of the government meets you, no weapons can be brought in, whether it's a gun or a knife."
"Hand it over!"
The middle-aged man looked at Duanmu Feng coldly and said in a deep voice.
"Can't pay it."
But Duan Mufeng shook his head directly and rejected the middle-aged man without hesitation.
"Feng Shuai? This is a rule. When you see the head of the government, you must hand over all the weapons you have."
"Don't worry, they will keep it safe and return it to you when you come out soon."
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Dong Jianguo hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
"It's not that I don't want to pay, it's just that I really can't."
"Since it's so troublesome, why don't you see me? It's okay if I don't go in, right?"
Duan Mufeng smiled and shook his head, said indifferently, and turned to leave.
But as soon as he turned around, he found that four armed guards had been standing in the corridor behind him, blocking the way back.
"What do you mean? Are you going to do something?"
"Have you thought clearly?"
Duanmu Feng curled his lips and sneered, looked sideways at the middle-aged man behind him, and asked lightly.
"You know that I want to meet you, but you have a knife hidden on your body. What on earth do you want to do?!"
"Do you think this is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?!"
The middle-aged man had a stern face and a cold voice.
"If I want to leave, no one can stop me!"
Duan Mufeng slowly turned around, looked directly at the middle-aged man, and spoke word by word.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the middle-aged man had slowly stretched his hand to his lower back. If nothing else happened, there should be a gun on his lower back!
"Etc., etc!"
"We are all on our own. It's not to the point of getting into a fight. Can't we just make it clear if we have any problems?"
"I believe it's not that Feng Shuai doesn't understand the rules. There must be other reasons for this, right? Feng Shuai?"
Seeing that something was wrong, Dong Jianguo hurriedly stepped forward to stand between Duan Mufeng and the middle-aged man, and said earnestly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Seeing that Dong Jianguo had been defending himself, Duan Mufeng smiled, put away his thoughts of taking action, and reached out to take off his black windbreaker.
"As I said just now, it's not that I don't want to pay, but that I can't."
"This knife has become one with my body. It has been integrated with my body for a long time. Once it is pulled out, it is equivalent to taking it out of the sheath. If you take it out of the sheath, you will see blood. I am afraid that someone present will die from this."
"I don't want blood here, do you understand now?"
Duan Mufeng, who took off his windbreaker, turned around again, showed the bloody knife inserted in his back in front of Dong Jianguo and the others, and said patiently.
When Dong Jianguo and the others saw the hilt of the knife exposed on Duan Mufeng's back, they all froze in shock with incredible expressions.
Who would have thought that the knife was inserted directly into Duan Mufeng's body!
If it were any normal person, if a knife were inserted like that, he would probably be dead!
This scene is simply incredible!
"this..."
"Feng Shuai...why is there a knife stuck in your back?!"
Dong Jianguo even took a closer look, and then asked in disbelief.
"I've been through some things, it's a long story, but I'm afraid I won't be able to go in and see the capital today."
"In that case, I'll leave first. Just remember to look for me before setting off tomorrow."
Duanmu Feng explained casually, then put on his windbreaker again and prepared to leave.
The middle-aged man looked at Duanmu Feng who was calm and composed, his expression a little solemn, and he didn't know what to do.
But if Duan Mufeng is let in like this, if something happens, he won't be able to explain it.
"Let him in."
At this moment, an old and deep voice suddenly came from the office.
Hearing this voice, the middle-aged man and the girl were all stunned for a moment, and hesitantly stepped aside.
"Shuai Feng, the head of the palace is calling you."
Dong Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief, made a gesture of invitation, and said slowly.
Although he was still curious about what happened to the knife on Duanmu Feng's back, fortunately, the crisis was over and the two sides would not take action.
Duanmu Feng smiled, hesitated, and walked straight to the office, passing by the middle-aged man and the girl.
The daughter looked straight at Duanmu Feng, with a hint of something meaningful in her eyes.
Under the leadership of Dong Jianguo, Duanmu Feng successfully entered the office.
But for safety reasons, the middle-aged man gestured to the girl, and then the girl followed him into the room.
In the office, an old man with gray hair and over sixty years old was sitting on the chair behind the desk, looking at Duan Mufeng who walked in from the door with a smile.
Although his smile seemed kind, there was an awe-inspiring majesty about him that made people afraid to look directly at him.
That kind of innately powerful aura is simply not something ordinary people can compare to.
"The head of the government, he is Duanmu Feng."
Dong Jianguo hurriedly stepped forward, pointed at Duanmu Feng behind him, and said respectfully.
"Um."
The old man nodded slightly, still looking at Duanmu Feng, his eyes full of appreciative smiles.
The female bodyguard stood silently at the door, staring at Duanmu Feng without blinking, with one hand quietly placed on the lower back, as if she would take action immediately if she found anything unusual about Duan Mufeng.
Duanmu Feng didn't make any big salute, nor did he come forward to greet him with a smile on his face. He just gave a symbolic nod.
The episode outside the door had already made him lose all interest in meeting such a big shot as the head of the government, as if the person in front of him was just an ordinary person.
Seeing Duan Mufeng's almost indifferent reaction, the old man sitting on the chair pursed his lips and smiled. A flash of surprise quickly flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by approval.
It seemed that it had been a long time since he had seen a young man who could remain so neither humble nor arrogant in front of him.
However, Dong Jianguo on the side was sweating again. He wanted to remind Duanmu Feng to be polite but didn't know how to speak. He could only secretly observe the old man's expression, silently hoping that this meeting would be peaceful.
"sit down."
After a while, the old man pointed to a row of guest sofas by the wall and said with a smile.
Duan Mufeng nodded, and without saying a word, he walked directly to the sofa and sat down, as carefree as if he were at home.
Seeing Duan Mufeng's behavior, Dong Jianguo looked helpless, but had nothing to say.
The old man smiled, and the approval in his eyes seemed to become more and more obvious. Then he stood up slowly, picked up a teapot on the desk, went straight to Duanmufeng, and poured tea for Duanmufeng himself.
"Capital, let me do it."
Dong Jianguo was startled, hurriedly came closer, and stretched out his hand nervously.
"No, I can just do it myself."
However, the old man waved his hand, rejected Dong Jianguo, and filled the teacup in front of Duanmu Feng himself.
"Thanks."
Duanmu Feng thanked him casually, then reached out to pick up the tea cup and took a sip. Then a mellow aroma gradually spread in his mouth, leaving him with endless aftertaste.
At this time, the old man had returned to the chair behind the desk with the teapot in hand.
“Good tea.”
Duanmu Feng smiled, raised his teacup and gestured to the old man, and said sincerely.
"Hehehe, if you like, I'll get you a can when I leave later."
The old man smiled and said without any pretense, as if he was getting together with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
Hearing the old man's words, Dong Jianguo and the girl at the door looked at each other, both showing a hint of surprise...
